Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The tide goes down

Doesn't everyone have their own Rock Island?
Their own little patch of sand?
Where the slow waves crawl and your angels fall and you find you can hardly stand.
And just as you're drowning, well, the tide goes down.
And you're back on your Rock Island.
Lyrics by Ian Anderson, from "Rock Island" on Rock Island, 1989.

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